Dolores/Markus
It's not the disagreements. But I don't know exactly how to... work through things in any productive way, how to move forward. There's only one ending I'm used to. And then it's all undone again. Sometimes I miss that. The reset. The new day. Having hope again.
And no, I wouldn't want to change myself. That's all I have of me. Without my loops, I have no other anchor. My kind has been driven mad by less.